open rp post.

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[ open rp post! also for continuations from elsewhere / overflow / whatever. drop a prompt here or make me drop a prompt or whatever. please rp with me okay. ]

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[axeiled]

[The “living area” has a little coffee table (a normal table, temporarily pulled away from the wall into the middle of the room) that he can set the food down on. Eddie sets the example, following his own advice and swoops up a pile of clothes with his free arm, clearing up space on said furniture. He places the takeout down.]

You think if I’d have puked, I would’ve just… left it? Gross, man, no.

[Tosses the clothes behind one of two armchairs. Whatever. He needs to clean up later before his uncle comes home, but he’s got hours and hours to spare.]

I’m not a barbarian.

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I don't know, man. You could've been like . . . out of it or something.

[ He sets the food down on the table before sitting down next to him. ]

Look, I've seen guys after rough nights and all that and forgetting that they puked somewhere randomly in their place? That's like the least barbaric thing.

crawls back in after elevators

[axeiled]

Yeah, but you trawl the party scene a lot more than I do, don’t you, Harrington?

[Parties aren’t exactly Eddie’s thing, not in the same way that most teenagers (or twenty year-olds) in Hawkins think about it. Not that he’s a stranger to late night bad decisions involving alcohol, but he just doesn’t run in the same circles that Steve does — or he didn’t, really, until somewhat recently. Now those circles very, very vaguely intersect.]

Or you did. Whatever. [He settles into his seat, then pretty much starts digging in. At some point, he wiggles his cheap chopsticks in the other’s direction.] We’re classy in this trailer park.

[Wry, but not even a hint of self-deprecation, really.]

yeah well I had elevator aftermath and then canon review

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Yeah, okay. Okay, you're classy, I get it. Sorry to, like, question your classiness.

[ He shakes his head, reaching for a carton. ]

I didn't know what you'd want, so I got a bit of everything.